I met
Arnie Araica at a Theoretical, held at the L.A. Press
Club featuring Necropolis of Love, in March of 1986. Marcos
Huereque brought him, thinking that I might be interested.
It wasn't exactly love at first sight, but we were indeed very interested
in each other. We sent each other drinks at the same time (romance was
still happening, then). The rest is history.
Arnie
was a talented fashion designer, for a while producing both men's and
women's lines under his own name and later designing for other companies.
His "fashion" eye was incredible and he was always one to start trends,
not follow. A feisty Latin man, he always had a thoughtful opinion,
and was a caring individual. He adored me. I adored him. He enjoyed
dancing at clubs, our vacations in Europe, The One Way, Theoreticals,
museums, music and just about everything else (diverse taste, yes?)
We had eight years together until he died from complications of AIDS.
I loved him.
—Curtis
Hill
curtis@artdirectionservices.com